Love isn't good enough And the waves in the sea They slip away just like me So let go, oh You weren't good enough Only dark hearts (You're vicious now, yeah you're vicious now!) Waking up I don't feel alive How fucked up are we inside

Save this house Some Cronkite look-a-like Wake me up! wake me up! I'm not worried, it's a 1,000,000 miles away Yeah I saw the news it happens every day Numb from what he's reading It's one of us that's screamin' Save this house, party's gotta end Welcome

Say this a-woman like a bright star a shine We can work it on out, (work it on out) Have mercy a wonders and sign Me love the way you move up your body Have mercy one time, look sweet Now now now now darling yeah Come on, come on, come on, come on yes now

Yeah so far it's alright, alright baby x4 Yeah so far it's alright, alright baby Yeah, it's the way we are We were smoking by eleven and knocking 'round town Beat 'em ups on my arm We were never good at selling Couldn't cut down And I stay with my father

I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am a giant (Oh) Gonna shake, throw it away in the dirt, yeah, yeah I am a giant (Ooh) Stand up on my shoulders, tell me what you see 'Cause I am a giant (Ooh) We'll be breaking boulders, underneath our feet Oh, oh, oh,

No we don’t need no introduction No we don’t need no instructions Yeah we’ve already paved the way And we don’t got no time to play Call my lawyer Call my girls up I thought I told ya

I wake up in a bad mood I always wake up in a bad mood I can never fall asleep I'm always thinkin' 'bout you What life would be if we didn't meet Open my eyes, then I'm on my feet And I wonder what you would do, yeah If you couldn't rely on me

We'd drive too fast Yeah man, we run this town We'd get too loud Nothin’ but a bunch of time to kill Set up on the big hill Seventeen, we owned those streets That was our spot, that’s where we’d always meet And we’d roll on out

Don’t make my goons go stupid Yeah my homies still Go stupid, go stupid, yeah My homies still Look, i’m eastside them haters 90 going west My niggas pumping so much bass, muthafuckas going deaf Man, fuck ya'll with a sick dick, semi automatic no click

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty